It’s going to be okay.
I used to get worked into a state of unbridled stress. Trying to manage under deadlines and working 12 hour days and then forgetting to eat. These days (though I still do my share of overtime) I know that whatever it is, it will get done. There’s never been instance in the past when something hasn’t gotten done. There is always a solution and stress diminishes my ability to see just what that solution might be. It compounds problems and I make mistakes. Usually really stupid mistakes involving addition or subtraction.
So with a deadline fast approaching—a restaurant opening—I am doing my best to take care of myself. I believe my health is directly reflected in the work I do. Above all I know it’s going to be okay…
The base of a cedar banquet
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